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[noassgardian]

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[ikols]

They ordered vans of the damned things, and trucks of beers from the local town. Far swankier than our little party the other night, I'm sorry to say, and all paid for in gold. Never let it be said that Asgard stints on payment!

[ Laughing along with Billy, Loki relaxes by degrees until the awkwardness from earlier feels distant (even if he still wants to kiss him, refraining). ]

Personally, I was always partial to quail.

[noassgardian]

Wow... I can imagine the delivery guys really didn't mind dropping it all off for gold.

[The awkwardness from earlier does feel like way less of an issue now -- and he's glad for it.

Even if he's still not-- entirely sure what to make of Loki wanting to kiss him. Or using a really awful excuse to do so.]

Please tell me you don't mean quail on pizza.

[ikols]

I'd eat quail on anything, don't box me in. [ Pft, you live in a safe little world of no quail on pizza, Billy. ] What about you, what's your favourite food?

[noassgardian]

You have weird tastes. [Must be an Asgardian thing. It's definitely not a Midgardian teenager thing.] I'm afraid I'm not as interesting in the quail pizza kinda way. Give me a good burger or something.

[ikols]

Next time I'll pick up a McDonald's instead of cooking.

[ Poking Billy's shin with the toe of his boot. ]

[noassgardian]

Don't be insulted. [He reaches over to nudge at Loki.] I told you dinner was great. You've really got a talent. Besides... you already promised to be my chef. I'm not letting you cheat with McDonald's.

[ikols]

[ Ducking away from that poke, he's ticklish. ]

Best of all, I make incredible breakfasts the morning after. [ Ahaha, that gains a slanted, wicked grin. ] Or so I've been told.

[noassgardian]

[... Is he now. That might be valuable information to have.]

Well, at least you stick around to make breakfast after. [And there's that grin again that means all kinds of trouble. It also looks way too good on him.] You're a real gentleman, Loki.

[ikols]

Did Teddy never make you breakfast? I find that hard to believe.

[ What with how devoted he is/was. ]

[noassgardian]

[Don't ask him that, Loki. God. Now it's his turn to be awkward again.]

We never had a morning after like that. We live with my parents still, Loki.

[He shrugs, bringing up a hand to rub at the back of his neck absently.]

I don't think Teddy really knows how to cook anyway.

[ikols]

Oh. Well, perhaps I'll teach him. As for the living with your parents thing, you should better knowing Thor has lived at home his entire life and that hasn't stopped him.

[ Putting the world in a new perspective? Yes. ]

[noassgardian]

I think that's a little different, Loki. Besides, my parents have a 'no boys in the bedroom' rule after a certain hour. Neither of us wants to break that one.

[So, you know, they'll just take fooling around when they get the chance.]

We were planning on getting our own place before-- well, you know.

[ikols]

I may have already broken that rule ... for you. Ah, oops. [ Laughing in chagrin, he winces and rubs the back of his head, holding up a hand so he can hastily explain. ] When I was a manipulative little wretch, I snuck in and whispered in your ear. Maybe. I am sorry now, it was inappropriate. Also creepy.

But just so you know, yes, you've had a boy in your room at a very indecent hour and that boy was ... me.

[noassgardian]

Ew... what? Loki, that's Edward Cullen levels of creepy.

[At least he recognizes it though.]

And you were like twelve at the time, I guess. Or you looked like it. I mean, that's not much older than my brothers. Less inappropriate since I don't make out with kids.

[ikols]

I really was a weird little thing, wasn't I? All down to those nefarious schemes. But, hey! You look cute when you sleep, so I can offer up a compliment at the very least.

[ Maybe. Is it one? Yes. Yes, sure. ]

[noassgardian]

Yes. Very weird.

[Ugh. Weirdest compliments too.] You were a kid and you were thinking about how cute I was?

[ikols]

I was allowed to look. People were talking about hot make-outs around me, I wasn't deaf or blind. [ His passion as a kid was for being a little shit, as was good and proper in its own marginally evil way. ] I told Teddy he was a lovely dream to look at. Like a painting!

[noassgardian]

Yeah, well, we mostly talked about that kind of stuff because it was fun to see if we could gross you out. Are you still disgusted by smooching, by the way? [He can't help a smile at the memory. Trolling Loki with the word all over social media had been pretty fun.]

Teddy is amazing to look at, but watch it, Loki. He's still my friend.

[ikols]

[ Evenly, he says, ] I should think my feelings on the notion of kissing are more than obvious.

[ Smooching is a stupid word, gosh. Gosh. ]

[noassgardian]

Okay, yeah. Kissing is something you seem to like a lot.

[Nope, not going to be awkward about that. Or he's trying to not be anyway.

And smooching isn't that bad of a word.]

[ikols]

But not with you, no. Never again. Note to self: Billy Kaplan's lips are like the jaws of Galactus, do not get sucked in!

[ You asked for that one, bruh. ]

[noassgardian]

[Really.

Did he really want to start this?]

Uh-huh. You're just bothered that I wasn't all that impressed with your kiss.

[ikols]

In my defense, I wasn't really trying. I thought I'd get hit for my efforts, brief as they were.

[ He was being circumspect about avoiding more black eyes, okay. ]

[noassgardian]

It would take a lot more than a kiss to make me hit you again, Loki.

[ikols]

May I, then? Kiss you again.

[ Juuuust going to keep his chin in a hand, propped up as he watches him with steady, intent green eyes. Blinking after a moment where his attentiveness quirks in an almost-smile, Loki licks his lips just to allay any dryness, reflexive even in the way a tooth catches the lower to worry it. ]